My Finance

I was looking back at my recent posts, and I noticed that I referred to Jason as my “finance.” We (especially I) had a good laugh over this. We jokingly refer to each other as “my FEE-aahns” anyway, so the fact that I muddled it up even more, well, it was funny to us. I thought when I first typed it that it didn’t look right, but I was more focused on the French masculine vs. feminine thing and wondering if I had the right amount of e’s. The bottom line is that, though he takes very good care of me, he is not my finance. Am I going to go back and change it? No. If someone wants to think he is my “finance,” let him.

What a day today has been! Strangeness in the air. Ever have days like that? I don’t think I have ever handled as many pieces of paper in my life!! I know I haven’t. I processed pounds and pounds of paper today! Ohhhhhh, bright colors and lots of cardstock. Yum. And working with the public. Have you done that? Well, now, that can be interesting.

I wanted to share a couple of photos. Recently I was with all four of my “babies” at one time! It rarely happens. My dear Jason got them all together without telling me, so when I came home from work one evening not long ago we had a catered meal and lots of time to talk and laugh.

The butterflies like John.
Daniel, Michaela, me, John, Big Joe

How I love these children! They make my heart sing. Maybe it was Dr. Phil who said we are only as happy as our saddest child. True. These children were my world when they were growing up. To educate them, teach them, love them, hold them — that was my day-to-day life. To have them all around me like this now… I am so happy.

Gotta run. I need to put a listing on my shop website at A Bit of Birdsong.

Enjoy this day.


Oh, I love my boys.

Yesterday was special!  If I’d seen Michaela yesterday, I’d have seen the entire crowd of six that comprises all my children and grandchildren!  I do text with her through the day each day, so at least I can say I was in touch with all of my sweet babies yesterday.

While I did not get a photo of my oldest yesterday, I did get to visit with him in person yesterday.  I love that boy so much!  He’s still Pooh Bear to me.

Last evening I had an impromptu Subway dinner with Joseph.  He called and said, “Do you want to come see the babies?”


I was delighted when John showed up to visit his brother Joe, so it turned into a nice evening where I got to see both my grandchildren and two of my sons in one sitting!  And we ALL had Subway together.  I love them all so much!!

Even though we all live close to each other, life is just so busy for everyone.  It’s hard to visit on a regular basis like we all want to.

Cutting up — we are all Greek gods and goddess.

These boys just melt my heart!

And these little babies!! Be still my heart!


I loved sitting with John and Joe again and talking about Lord of the Rings and comparisons to Harry Potter, and JRR Tolkien and CS Lewis, the fun and games we used to have, serious issues about where we all are now in our lives, and more. My boys!!

Enjoy this day!

Journaling on…

It’s Saturday! Just wanted to drop in and say hello and good morning. I am sure the day will fly! I am busy working in my Etsy shop today. I love working with old papers. When I had the retail shop, Sidetracked, I realized again how much I love old books and paper. Anyway, all this paper makes me so happy.

Here are a few pictures, old and new, for you to enjoy. I am loving looking back on old pictures. My children and I are all healing from everything we’ve been through. (It takes a long time.)  I love my babies so much, and to me they will always be my babies! I am the only one, actually, who can get away with calling my big man Daniel, “Pooh Bear.” You know he loves it.

But, uh, does he look like a Pooh Bear?

This man loves to fish!

As a side note, and this may break your heart like it broke mine, the beautiful old house where I raised my babies, it was so neglected during the 7 years after I left, it had to be destroyed by the new owners. There is a new house where the old one was. I won’t go into details, of course, because the high road is a safe place to walk, but suffice it to say that the house is a pretty good picture of the way the kids and I were cared for, in my humble opinion. I take from that place the wonderful memories of holding and rocking babies, rope swings, a glorious cottage garden that drew neighbors and strangers in, and lots of cooking, some tears, lots of prayers, and finally release.

On to other news…

Fairy garden.

Always try to have a little fairy dust in your life, including a tiny black cat in a tiny blue chair amid ferns and foliage.

Back in the day; sweet old living room.

Oh, remind me to tell you a ghost story about the old house! It is actually quite amazing.

Enjoy this day!